Ok, so the next time Kenny and I think about driving anywhere outside of the Lower Mainland, someone please smack us! Apparently almost 10 months makes you forget how friggin' far it is to Calgary. First, we went there because one of Kenny's cousins got married. On a Friday. Enough said.
Anyways, so we thought we could leave Thursday around 4pm and drive all night. Bad idea. We almost made it to Kamloops. Almost, I said. We decided to stop for the night and get a nice early start in the morning. Ok, fine. We stopped at a tiny town called Ashcroft. This was after we hit much construction. All I have to say is that you had to go to the pub to find someone so you could check in and check out. And the beds - the softest hardest bed I've ever slept on. Honestly.
So, we got up mega early and made it to the Sheraton in Calgary around 4:30pm their time. (That would be after about 12 hours of driving). We managed to find the zoo where the reception was being held. Good times. Got my groove on for a bit.
The best part of the Sheraton? Oh my good god, the bed! It's called a Sweet Sleeper. And yes, the sleep is quite sweet. We're talkin' feather bed, pillows, etc. So soft and comfy. Like being hugged the whole night. Kicked ass!
Fast forward to this morning. Early. Really, really early. We're talking 4:30 BC time. Yeah. 4:30 in the morning! We left, got Timmy's and barely stopped on the way home. 10 hours later and we're home sweet home. I love home.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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